Luyện nghe bài hát New Breed

in the of the messes
A new breed was
..
a soldier in blood
to run
...
The soul
Another proud
Breed!
the
Creation
A new take to
on your very hands
Guts made skin
... of bones
it him proud
the clouds
Destend strive to blink their eyes
Protected to grow the skin
Without any to ruin its face
To conquer and win all its grace

You know when he
His voice be loud
for some*
.. ...
Beyond the
The creation of
A new type of
...
No need to
No need to
...
A new ... to